There are many unforgettable things in my memory, one of which is the day last summer vacation.
On that day, my father bought a unique digital camera from the electronics store, and after a while my father left. I came to this camera with a full stomach of curiosity. I looked at it carefully, as if Rodin was looking at the statue!
Driven by curiosity, I couldn't help picking up the camera and playing.
"This camera is just fun!" I played with the camera in my hand, and then clicked and kept it on.
Just as I was having fun, suddenly the flash of the camera didn't work. Oh, no, I broke my camera! What should I do? I suddenly panicked and was at a loss. I don't know where to put my hands and feet. Describe the action in a hurry or unable to cope. ]。 I feel like I'm carrying a rabbit in my heart and I've been playing drums.
Suddenly I saw my little cousin playing outside the door and suddenly had a plan.
I came to my cousin with my camera and said, "Cousin, do you think this camera is fun?" Do you want to play? ""yes! " "Well, here, don't break it. "
Just when I was happy for the success of the plan, after a while, my father came back. I saw the camera in my cousin's hand and asked for it back. I found that the flash didn't work. But dad didn't say anything.
Then my period came back, and my father told her everything. Menstrual tears in my eyes scolded my cousin on the spot.
Although it has been a long time, I haven't forgotten it after all. It is deeply imprinted in my memory and inspires me to be an honest child in the future.
One thing, I wrote it right on the first day. Can you really defeat evil? -inscription
I followed my mother to Heze for business and took a bus on the way. I was deeply moved by what happened on the bus. ...
The bus is very hot and crowded. I feel terrible. There is salty sweat everywhere. I began to feel sick and looked around.
Hey, what did I find? I can't believe I found a pickpocket stealing! My eyes widened at once! I quickly touched my sleeping mother.
My mother followed my eyes in confusion and saw the hateful pickpocket. I thought my mother would stop him. Unexpectedly, my mother rolled my eyes with her hand and whispered to me, "Never mind."
Confused, I looked at the pickpocket again, trying to make him stop. The pickpocket seemed to feel my sight, turned around and gave me a hard look, as if warning me: mind your own business!
I stood there: Why are pickpockets so arrogant now?
Before I came to my senses, the pickpocket left with his things contentedly. I had mixed feelings when I watched him disappear behind the crowd. ...
When I got off the bus, I asked my mother loudly, "Why not!" Mother said flatly, "Why care? Look who cares. If you care, I'm afraid someone will get back at you. Who dares to manage? " That tone, it's very educational.
Listening to what my mother said, I couldn't help thinking of a story I read in and out of class: Xiao Qiang saw a pickpocket touching another person's wallet on the bus. Xiao Qiang bravely stood up and shouted a few words. The pickpocket came over and slapped Xiao Qiang and choked him, but no one came out to help Xiao Qiang. ...
Are there more bad people or good people in the world? I asked my mother; "There are many people who are neither good nor bad." Mom said in a complicated way.
Yes, why are there so many people who are neither good nor bad? Can you really defeat evil? After watching this scene, I'm a little uncertain about the answer. ...
Please unite and work together to defeat evil forces and let us live a happy life!
Good people can't just hide in the house and let bad people do evil outside!
One thing I started to meditate under the starry sky, and I remembered something deep in my memory, which was very common and special. I will open the valve deep in my memory and describe it to you slowly.
That time, it was really hard to forget.
On the afternoon of my sister's fifth birthday. Mom asked me to cook dinner, and she went to bake a cake. In the evening, my sister will go home soon. As soon as my mother's voice dropped, I went to the market to buy food. I thought: I must let my sister taste the delicious food I cooked. Thought of here, I can't help laughing. After buying the ingredients, I went to the bookstore to buy some books. My sister likes reading. If I guess correctly, she must like these books very much. When I got home, I carefully wrapped the gift and put a beautiful bookmark on it, which read: For my lovely sister.
Mom came back. As soon as she entered the room, she asked, Xiao Chen, have you cooked dinner? I hurried out of the kitchen: all you need is your own cake! Mom patted me on the shoulder and said, not bad!
At night, someone knocked at the door, apparently her sister came.
Sitting at the dining table, my sister exclaimed in surprise when she saw such a rich meal: Wow, they are all my favorites! Sister, how do you know? Do you think it is so easy for me to be your sister? I said to her with some anger. I went into the kitchen, but my sister followed. She smiled and said to me, Sister, let me cut the fruit and cake! I refused to give it to her, so I gave it a push and accidentally cut the back of her hand. My sister cried, and my mother scolded me when she saw it. A good birthday party was ruined like this.
Although it has been a long time and everyone has forgotten it, every time I see the scar on my sister's hand, I will think of that terrible scene. Thinking of this, my sister suddenly interrupted my memory. Seeing the scar on the back of her hand, I rubbed it with my hand and continued to meditate under the stars. ...
Sister xx's comments: A little thing is unforgettable, because that scar will never be erased. ...
A new semester, a new beginning, we set out together with new dreams, let our youthful dance steps jump out of the strongest sound, let our crisp throat sing the most beautiful songs, and then leave a trail of growth in the beautiful campus. Those people and things on campus will be the best memories of my life.
That morning, the alarm clock rang and I barely got up. After breakfast in a hurry, I propped up my slightly swollen eyes, shouldered my heavy schoolbag and ran to school. The sky is gray and the campus is quiet. Several tall poplars are swaying in the morning breeze, and the leaves keep falling, but the trunk is still so tall and straight. I can't help walking into the classroom.
Ding-ding-ding, the bell rang and the students came into the classroom one after another. Hey! This is an English class. After introducing herself to everyone kindly, the teacher told everyone that she would elect an "English class representative". Ask the students to introduce themselves in English, and then decide according to the oral expression. Suddenly, there was some commotion in the classroom, and everyone was very excited and looking forward to it. Many students are eager to try.
Knock on the door. Knock on the door. Knock on the door. My heart is beating so hard in my chest. What should I do? What should I do? Do I have to try? In case I don't behave well ... Outside the window, the poplars still stand proudly in the rustling autumn wind ... I resolutely raised my right hand and held it high. The teacher gave me an approving look, which made me feel so warm. I stood confidently on the podium, smiled at everyone and introduced myself in English. There were waves of applause in the classroom.
Teachers and classmates all agree that I have strong oral expression skills and elected me as the "representative of English class" in the class. I am very excited and proud. In a few minutes, I overcame my cowardice. For me, this is an extraordinary experience in my growing up and a brand-new beginning. Since teachers and classmates trust me so much, I will try my best to do this work well and serve the class collectively. At the same time, I will try my best to learn English well, learn every subject well and help my classmates learn English.
Time flies like water. In an instant, I changed from an innocent little girl to a junior high school student. In my growing experience, many things happened. With the passage of time, some things have become as blowing in the wind as autumn leaves, but the enlightenment it has given me has been integrated into my soul.
One thing: I am a teenager and have experienced countless things like the stars in the sky. One thing that impressed me the most is still fresh in my memory.
I remember it was an autumn afternoon, and I was wandering in the street alone. Suddenly, I found a 5 yuan bill on the ground. I was so happy that I picked it up when I saw no one else. Why is it so thin? So I immediately decided that this one was a fake. I walked casually with money and smelled a smell of beef offal. It turns out that beef offal was sold in front. I thought: maybe this aunt doesn't understand counterfeit money, so it's better to ... thinking of this, I picked up counterfeit money and said to my aunt, "I want a string of fish eggs." I gave the fake money to my aunt, took the fish eggs and left. Just a few steps later, I heard menstruation shout, "Come back, son!" "I think my aunt must have found counterfeit money, so I had to bite the bullet and go back to my aunt. I saw her bring me two 2 yuan's. It suddenly dawned on me that my aunt didn't change the money! I was almost scared to death by her, but I was secretly happy.
When I got home, I told my mother about it in detail. When mother heard this, she immediately pulled down her face and said, "Cheng Cheng, do you know you did something wrong?" How does the head teacher usually teach you? It is even more wrong to cheat people with fake money. "I admitted my mistake, promised to return the money to my aunt and apologized to her. The next day, I came to my aunt's stall early, but I waited for a long time and didn't see her. For several days, menstruation didn't come. Therefore, I have always treasured the five dollars.
I really regret it. These five dollars always remind me how to behave.
I am an innocent, lively and helpful girl, and also a nosy girl. Because of this, something left a shadow in my heart.
Just praised by the teacher at school, don't mention how happy I am. On my way home, singing and dancing, I passed the vegetable garden of my 18-year-old woman and saw some chickens eating her food. Seeing that 18-year-old woman's food will be eaten up by these hateful chickens, my nosy strength is coming again. I hurried into the vegetable garden to catch chickens. The chicken I thought I could catch at once was actually competing with me. I couldn't catch them, and I smirked as if to say, "Oh, you are so useless that even I can't beat you." The angrier I got, I bent down, opened my hands and rushed at them like lightning. Haha, I actually caught a chicken! I held the chicken in my hands and said with a smile, "Let's see if it's you or me. You are still a little small to fight with me. "
"Well, you stole my chicken, and you did this at an early age. You will know when you grow up." A voice made me fall from the peak of excitement to the bottom. Looking up, it was a middle-aged woman I didn't know, with her hands akimbo, staring at the chicken in my hand. "I didn't. I saw chickens eating vegetables and wanted to drive them out of the garden. " I argued. "Catch the chicken? Do you want to catch chickens? " Middle-aged women speak louder and louder. In less than three minutes, a dozen people came around us. Under the testimony of middle-aged women, they all thought I was a thief. I was anxious and angry, and my tears came out unwillingly. While I was arguing, my father appeared. I just grabbed the straw and jumped up at once, but I got a hard slap in the face! Because my dear father actually believed what the middle-aged woman said. Even my father doesn't trust his daughter, so who should I trust?
I am desperate. I can't get rid of the title of "thief". Suddenly, an uncle came up with duck feed in his hand and said to everyone, "This child is chasing chickens. I saw it. Everything is a misunderstanding. " My uncle's words finally cleared my name, but I burst into tears at once. The middle-aged woman's apology failed to stop me. Dad tried to reach out and pull me, so I turned and ran. ...
Although this matter has passed, it has left a long-lasting shadow in my mind.
Everyone has many unforgettable things in his life, among which the most unforgettable thing is the fire.
It was during the winter vacation. One night, my father and I were playing table tennis. The ping-pong ball fell to the ground and the light suddenly flashed. After a while, the ping-pong ball fell to the ground again and the light flashed again. I joked, "This table tennis is really amazing. As soon as the light falls to the ground, it will ... "My voice did not fall, all the lights went out, and it was dark everywhere.
After a while, there was a sudden smell outside the door. I suddenly sniffed it: it was smoke! At this time, I don't know who panicked and shouted: "Fire!"
We are anxious like ants on hot bricks ... running around. I suddenly remembered a place where I usually go to play: the rooftop! I said, "We can go to the rooftop, which leads to other corridors!" " "We rushed to the rooftop, where there were many people, everyone was in a hurry, and the crowd rushed to another staircase. This staircase is brightly lit, and no one may even understand what happened on our side. When we arrived at the second floor, we saw a raging fire. Wires and instruments are burning like crazy. The orange light blinded people and the fire spread rapidly. At this time, firefighters came to put out the fire.
An old woman in the middle of the building was frightened out of shape. I asked my neighbor what happened because she was a witness at the scene. She said that she had just returned from shopping and saw the old woman shouting "Help! Help! " Only then did she find that the electric meter was on fire, and the blue flame kept rising. She went to the security booth and called the security guard, who called the fireman. Otherwise, the consequences will be unimaginable, and people living next to the electricity meter will be hurt. I don't understand.
To this day, I still remember the blazing flame. Yes, we should always be on guard against fire, and the danger will happen again. This incident is the most unforgettable thing for me, and it is also my greatest fear.
One thing: My family lives in the Military Academy of Automobile Management, where there are many PLA uncles. Even the trees planted around our home are uniform, let alone the uncle of the People's Liberation Army.
I remember last July, the college organized military training to welcome the "August 1st" military parade. I can see the PLA uncle practicing enthusiastically every day. The slogan "one, two, one" has become a common practice. They should practice "three standing, two receiving and one pushing", with straight arms, straight legs and even straight feet. Uncle of the People's Liberation Army practiced hard in the scorching sun. Sweat dripped down his cheeks and back, and he didn't bother to wipe it. The military uniform was wet with sweat and then dried, and then wet, making the military uniform a "white spot" of glistening. Leg-lifting action-standing posture, it takes half an hour! The height of the legs should be consistent, not to mention a big sandbag tied to the legs. After every training, the legs of the PLA uncles are sore, but they never complain about being tired and insist on training every day. "Dadada"? Why are you training alone today? I opened the window and looked, oh! It turned out that they walked too neatly. Dad came over and patted me on the head and asked me to give them an opinion. I look like a horizontal and vertical line. I can hardly measure them with a ruler, and I can't find where they are not aligned. I said to my father, "That's enough. I don't need to practice any more. " Dad said, "That's not enough! It is necessary to shed blood and sweat without tears, but also to shed skin and meat without falling behind. " I thought, "It takes a month to practice such a boring and simple movement. How much perseverance it takes! "
The long-awaited "August 1st Army Day" has finally arrived. I ran to the big playground early in the morning and waited for the military parade. I only heard the head of the army shouting "the parade began", and I saw three columns of land, sea and air coming neatly. As they approached the rostrum, their footsteps clicked into positive steps, their right hands "brushed" and made an arc of salute, and they shouted in unison: "Hello, Chief!" The chief returned a military salute and said loudly, "Comrades have worked hard!" I can't help applauding the well-trained PLA people for their neat clothes, straight bodies and quick and consistent movements. I was deeply moved by their indomitable will, indestructible style and heroic spirit.